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scentedsongrebel · 4 years

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Homecoming

Pairings: Steve Rogers × Female! Indian!Reader

Summary: You bring Steve to Mumbai to meet your Family.

Warnings: None I guess.. Some Indian references, talking in Hindi but side by side translations, fluff, tell me if I miss any.

Word count: 4620

A/N: Hey guys! So this was inspired by @pies-writes-and-more' s story Makeshift Thanksgiving dinner (Its amazing go check it out). And ever since I read it I wanted to write one like that myself with an Indian reader. We all need some representation.

I have tried to make it as natural as possible with all the things I do when I visit Mumbai. There were so many things I wanted to add but couldn't at the moment. Maybe I can add that in a possible sequel where Steve learns about Diwali?

I hope you guys like it!

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"You look perfect already you know that right?" Steve says, crouching down to get to your level, pressing your cheeks together and looking in the mirror in front of which you stand, trying to decide the best hairstyle

"Shhh" you shush him and he just rolls his eyes "its been a while okay, I'm just scared"

"From your own mother?" He says taking hold of your shoulders and turning you to look at him "from what you told me, she doesn't seem that strict"

"She is not" you shake your head "its just me, I kinda feel guilty for being gone for so long"

"Hey" he says moving his hand to caress your cheek "its gonna be alright. She knows it was important. And from what you have told me, she did encourage you and its been what two years"

"That's a long time for us Steve"

"But now look at you and the success you have achieved, she will be proud"

You nod your head and give him a small smile

"Thank you" you wrap your arms around his neck and he moves forward to take hold of your waist and pull you in for a long heated make out session

When you pull back, you look at him, breathlessly bringing your pointer finger in front of his face

"Remember do not--"

"Kiss you in a public space or in front of your family" Steve continues, shaking his head "I know"

You hit him on the shoulder lightly, an offending smile on your face

"Its important information"

"I know" he gives you a small smile, taking your hand in his and moving towards the exit gate of the quin jet

"Mumbai here we come!”

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"I need to take something over" Steve says through the blaring of horns of the cars around as he sits besides you on the rickshaw "My Ma always said to take wine or some flowers when visiting a dame's house"

Your eyes widen and you shake your head vigorously

"No! No wine and no beer"

"Okay?" He looks at you uncertainly "I can't go there empty handed"

"Why?" you ask, knowing the answer but still teasing

"Because its manners and well" he blushes a little "I wanna impress her.. Okay?"

"You wanna impress my mother" you laugh "isn't she a little young for you?"

"Ha ha ha very funny" he nudges your shoulder as a scooter honking loudly passes beside your vehicle

"Sorry" you say, laughing "couldn't help it. And don't worry" You place a hand on his shoulder "I got it covered"

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You ask the rickshaw driver to stop at a place a little away from your house and get down, paying in accordance to the meter.

Steve gets out after you, pulling all your luggage out and looking around at the busy road, observing the countless shops that line both the sides.

The narrow street has a divider in the middle that separates the vehicles going in opposite directions. Along the footpath, where countless pedestrians walk countless shops line the entire perimeter as far away as he can see.

There are book stores with books lying on a counter, jewelry stores, bakeries, toy shops, an umbrella stand, a small shop that seems to sell grocery items and so many more, Steve can't even name them all.

You look at him as he looks around the street, his eyebrows furrowed as he tries to take it all in.

You are so thankful for Nat and the Bionic mask she provided you with as no one recognizes Steve. To them he is just some random white man and not Captain America.

He does get double takes and stares from locals not used to seeing foreigners in this part of the city but you can have that as long as 'Captain America in India' does not become trending news. This is to be a peaceful trip.

"Follow me and if you get lost" you dig in your pocket, producing a business card "Here, this is my Mom's just show it to someone and ask for directions to her house"

"Can't I just call you?" He asks confused

"Call me?" You exclaim "I don't currently have an Indian Sim card, its at my mom's house. Do you know how much an international call costs?"

"So you would rather I have to hunt for your mother's house in a place I don't even know the language of, rather than call you for help"

"Okay fine" you roll your eyes "just call me and if for some reason your phone does not have signal just ask a shopkeeper if you can make a call. They would be happy to help. And DO NOT use the poor guy's phone to make International calls. You have my sister's number just call her okay?"

"Got it" he gives you a fond smile "Calm down"

"I am calm" he rolls his eyes "I mean, its just, its an unknown city for you and it can get crazy sometimes"

"I am from New York doll" he smiles "I know crazy"

You just shake your head

"or so you think"

You motion towards an area crowded with people in the middle of which sits a man with a big wok cooking something.

"Stay here and take care of the luggage" you say before pushing through the crowd and ordering 15 vada pavs. Steve looks at you with his eyebrows raised as you come back back to stand besides him as the guy prepares your order

"I don't know what this thing is but 15?"

"Well its called vada pav, its kind of like a umm... patato cutlet in bread with some chutneys but better" you say, giving him a small smile, moving ahead as the guy gives you 2 before going to pack the rest. You give one to Steve and bite on your's. He observes you before biting into his.

"Oh wow" he says through a bite "its really good. Like a little spicy and sweet but its good"

You smile at him through a bite and a hiccup escapes your mouth "God I missed real spicy food" you say closing your eyes before looking up at him "if its too spicy, I can get you some extra sweet chutney"

Steve just shakes his head as he takes another bite "No, I kinda like this taste and its not that spicy"

"Me too" you smile "and I kinda already had him put extra meethi chutney in yours"

"Meethi?"

"Sweet"

He nods his head "I still don't understand Why we bought 15 of those"

"Well, 2 for us right now, 2 for me when I get home, 2 for my sister, 2 for my mother, 2 for my aunt uf she is home, 2 for you, then 1 for the maid or 2 if she wants , extra if some neighbours show up or if we want more and the rest for breakfast tomorrow" you say as you finish yours

Steve looks at you amused

"Trust me, they will all be over before you know it"

"You sure love this thing"

You just nod your head cheekily but before you can say anything else, the shopkeeper calls out to you, waving the bag with your order. You pay, take your order with a 'Thankyou bhaiya' and he gives you a small smile.

You come back to Steve showing him your polythene and smiling.

"All done" Steve pulls the bag out of your hand before you remind him of all the other luggage by his feet which he promptly picks up. You try to reach for your bag before he shakes his head and motions for you to just to lead the way and you look around to get another rickshaw. Super soldier or not there is no way you will let him walk this distance with all your luggage.

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"Okay one last time" you say as Steve pulls out the last bag from the rickshaw and he sighs

"The moment we see your mother, I gotta touch her feet and you will pretend you forgot to do it and she will be impressed by me"

You nod your head resolutely

"This is so stupid" he says grumbling as you take out your phone to call your sister

"You wanna impress her or not?"

He nods his head, sighing dejectedly.

You seem to realize you can't call her with international roaming so you ask Steve to wait as you look up towards your mother's apartment. Its only on the second floor so circling your hands to make a make shift microphone, you scream your sister's name

"TANYAAAAAAAAAAA" Steve visibly flinches next to you, moving to cover his ears

"Are you crazy???"

You wave a hand in his direction, screaming again. He looks around to apologize to any neighbors that may be disturbed but no one seems to care.

A moment later a girl comes up on the balcony of an apartment on the second floor and screams back

"KYA?" (What)

"SAMAN BAHUT HAI NEECHE AA" (there's a lot of luggage, come down) you scream and Steve winces again, looking at you in irritation

Your sister just rolls her eyes in irritation before muttering a "Theek hai" (ok) and running back inside

A minute later Steve sees her coming out of the main entrance on the building and giving you a tight hug. You hug her back, Something akin to tears forming in both your eyes as you hold on to each other.

She rubs your back before turning to Steve and frowning

"I thought you said your boyfriend was Captain America"

You just shake your head and move to pick up a suitcase as Steve picks up a bag and a suitcase. Your Sister picks up the rest of your stuff, sighing and moving towards the stairs.

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The door to the apartment on the second floor is open as you make your way in, placing the bags down on the living room floor before taking your shoes off near the shoe stand.

Steve copies your actions but picks up both your shoes and his and places them on the shoe stand. You shake your head, smiling back at him as he gives you a teasing smirk.

He observes the beautiful living room of the house with shelves lining the front wall and a television in the middle of all the show pieces. An L-shaped sofa set sits against the back wall of the room and behind the sofa a gate partially opened to reveal the entrance to a balcony. The dinner table is pressed against a far corner besides the corridor that leads to the other rooms in the house.

On the main wall just above the TV he sees countless pictures of your family along with a framed one which he recognizes as your father from the pictures he had seen with a flower necklace around the frame.

He turns back to you but you are busy looking around the house searching for your mother before she comes out of the kitchen, wearing a beautiful yellow colored salwar kameez.

You move to run and hug her before your plan comes to mind and you give Steve a look.

He quickly moves ahead as your Mom reaches you both and bends down to touch her feet.

She looks at him confused for a moment before her lips break into a fond smile and she places her hand on his head.

"Jeete raho" ( live long)

Steve seems unsure as he looks at you and you give him a discreet nod as he stands up.

Your turn

"Oh no" you say feigning shock and bringing your hand to your heart "I completely forgot, thanks for reminding me Steve"

You say and then bend down to touch your Mother's feet to seek her blessings, missing the defeated sigh by Steve and eye rolling by your sister.

Your mother gives you her blessings too before shaking her head at you and crossing her arms, her eyes narrowed

She turns to Steve

"This her master plan?"

Steve looks at her, startled. Not because he is shocked she saw through your horrible plan but because she asked him. He looks at her a moment, a little scared before remembering he needed to win over this woman even if it meant pushing you under the bus.

So he just nods his head and your mother sighs

"And I was supposed to what be naive and stupid and think that you know how we great our elders here while my daughter, who I raised teaching all this forgot?"

Steve feels his heartbeat quicken by the look she gives him and he nods quickly

"I tried to tell her it was a stupid idea" he says and you look at him incredulously and mouth traitor.

Your mom shakes her head again

"She has been like this since she was young" your mother says, a smile gracing her lips "coming up with the most mundane ideas"

"Tell me about it" Steve rolls his eyes before realizing where he is and shaking his head and looking at your Mom apologetically "I-I didn't mean to-"

Your mother grins at him "Don't be so scared of me beta. I know she has not changed a bit"

"Mummaaa" you whine and she turns back to you, laughing

"Mera baccha" (my child) she says and then pulls you into her arms. You have to bend a little with your height difference but you quickly hug her back. Tears stream down your cheeks as she gently moves her hand up and down at the back of your head. The hug lasts a long while before she pulls away to look you over

"Kuch khaati hai ki nhi?" (You eat something or not?) She says taking hold of your face between her hands

You nod your head at her, rolling your eyes

"You've gotten so thin" she says

"Only to you. I've only lost a little weight because I started learning self defense from Nat"

Before your mother can say anything more, you are interrupted by your sister

"Nat as is Natasha Romanoff?" She says moving forward "Black Widow? She your friend because now I'm really doubting you. I was promised Captain America, I took a day off and he" She turns to Steve "No offense"

"None taken"

"He is not Captain America"

"You took a day off work because you wanted to meet me" you say laughing

"You tell yourself that" she mutters "now I don't mind if your boyfriend isn't a super hero but like why would you lie to me?"

You just roll your eyes before moving forward and hitting the back of your sister's head

"I hoped you would have learned some manners by now but clearly I was wrong"

She narrows her eyes and moves to hit you back before your mom interrupts you both

"Girls we have a guest over" she says "show some respect"

Before any of you can blame the other for the fight, Steve moves forward and removes the Bionic mask, revealing that he in fact is The Captain America.

Your sister's eyes widen to the size of saucers as she stares and stares and stares before Steve looks at you uncomfortably.

You sigh

"And she says she has manners" you say to tease her "Come on Tan, staring is bad"

This seems to wake her up from her daze and she looks at you in shock before turning back to Steve

"Wow dude, that was so cool"

"SHEILD equipment" you say "Didn't want to attract any unwanted attention on the way"

She nods in understanding before your Mom reminds her to bring water for you guys as you maybe thirsty after the journey.

Your sister seems to have just realized that and nods her head before running to the kitchen and coming back out with a trey and 3 glasses filled with water on it, she offers them to the two of you and then your mother and all of you gulp it down.

"You wanna go inside and rest for a while?" Your mother asks

"Actually we were a little hungry" you say looking over at Steve as he blushes, scratching the back of his head

"Oh yeah!" She says quickly rushing towards the kitchen "I have made so many things for you"

You try to offer your assistance but she insists you have come home after a long time and she wants to serve you today.

You furrow your eyebrows looking at your sister and she just gives you a smile back. It was very rare for your mother to be sentimental. But maybe being away from your child for so long does that.

As your mother comes to sit on the small dinner table after she has placed all the containers, bowls and plates in front of you guys.

Steve looks over at the dinner table, looking nothing short of an entire feast. He knows even he and Bucky can never finish this much food. Even together!

When he looks at you, he smiles at the wonder in your eyes as you too are busy browsing through the dishes set on the table, removing the lids to inspect the items.

"Haye! Mumma I missed your pav bhaji so much" you say moving forward in your seat and taking a serving of the brown curry or something Steve doesn't understand what it is on your plate.

Then you take a spoon full and put in on his plate

"This is called pav bhaji. This is the bhaji or ummm basically like mashed mixed vegetables and you eat it with this" you move forward to remove the plate that covers a bowl and produce a bun, picking it and placing it on his plate.

"Its the same bread we ate with the vada pav"

He nods at you, taking it all in. He has always had an interest in your culture and had tried to learn everything that makes you you.

He copies your motion as you break a piece out of your pav, folding it to make a spoon and then dipping it in the bhaji before eating it.

"This is really good" Steve says as he takes his third bite "You made this mam?"

Your mother goes to nod before you speak up

"Yup" you say between a mouthful "Mumma makes the best bhaji. Even when we lived in Delhi, all my friends loved her pav bahji"

Steve smiles "Well you can add me to the list of people that like this"

Your Mom gives out a small laugh and moves a plate in front of him

"You don't need to flatter me Beta" she says "I know you may not like this food so I ordered pizza for you"

Steve looks at her, his eyes wide "I no- I like this, there's no need to-"

"This is like the best pizza here" Your mom says smiling at him "Its Tanya's choice so I don't know how good it really is"

"Mummaaaa" Tanya wines as you all laugh

You turn to Steve "Tani has the worst choice when it comes to food"

"Yeah and you with your pineapple on pizza are the best food chooser"

"Hey! Its good"

"Okay girls stop" your mom says and you both stop to look at her "Fight when I'm not around"

You both laugh and nod at her before going back to your food.

Your Mom offers the Pizza to Steve which he promptly denies telling her he would like to have the things she made while you nod and say the same thing. Your sister on the other hand takes three slices.

The conversations goes as Steve gets to try more of the Indian food. The table is lined with things that your Mother prepared because they were your favorites. He tries some kind of small yellow colored rolls called khandavi, Steve couldn't for the love of himself pronounce it, there's samosas which he has had before in the Indian restaurant you took him too but these ones have cheese in them because you only ate them like this when you were young.

He specially loves the lassi which is a milk based drink and your mother tells him about how she learnt it after getting married to your father seeing as he was from the north where the drink is originally from.

When your Mother serves him a serving of the shahi paneer with some rice, Steve moves his spoon to take a bite before you hit your leg against his. He turns to look at where you sit besides him in confusion

You give him a look and he internally groans and sighs

"Oh I will eat this with my hands" he sighs discarding his spoon, and looking at his plate having no idea how to do this

Before you can initiate the next step of your plan your Mom laughs and turns to Steve

"She put you up to this?"

Steve immediately gives a nod, not even fighting for you and your Mom turns to you with narrowed eyes

"Leave the poor boy alone will you"

"I didn't-" you try to speak and she shushes you

"You have never in your life been able to eat chawal (rice) with your hands, how do you expect the poor boy to do that?"

Your Sister snickers while drinking her lassi.

"I eat rice with my hands" you try to defend yourself and your mother just snorts

"The floor and table eat more then you do when that happens" she says

You narrow your eyes at her as a smile comes to your lips but before you can say anything, she turns to Steve

"Beta, whatever else stupid plans she has given you just abandon them"

Steve nods his head, smiling "Yes mam"

"You can call me Aunty" she says with a sigh "Mam makes me sound like I'm at work"

"Okay Aunty" Steve grins, feeling like he is making progress as he dives back to eat his food having to close his eyes as the ras malai melts in his mouth.

The conversation around the table goes on as your mother enquires about his job and life during the war. She gives a nod of approval when he expresses how impressed he is of the work you do and assures her he would never have problem even if you work odd hours.

She tells him about how your father was a doctor too and your biggest inspiration to persue this field how no matter how sceptical she was about you going to the states alone, she knew your father would have wanted anything that would have been best for your career and she wants that too.

When you get teary eyed at the mention of your father, your mother just places her hand on yours and starts talking about how your brother is travelling around the world as a travel photographer and your sister's new project and how she is proud of all her kids.

"This will always be your house too now" she says as she finishes the last servings in her plate "Whenever you come to mumbai you have to stay here Steve, no hotel nonsense"

Steve looks at the kind woman and nods his head with a grin. Your mother then turns to you

"I know you were scared of bringing a white guy home and trust me I was scared of this day too but your father always assured me how smart you were and you would always chose the right guy. I guess he was right"

She sighs and Steve feels his heart stopping before he grins and looks at you. Your eyes are wide and you keep staring at your Mother before she nods her head towards the bowls on the table and starts to get up to discard her plates for washing, clearly indicating she won't say more about this topic.

You just smile to yourself before looking at Steve and giving his hand a small squeze.

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You reluctantly go with your sister, shooting Steve a worried look as she insists on catching up. Steve gives you a thumbs up as your sister pushes you inside the door that leads to her room, shooting him a wink. He gives her a grateful smile.

It was when you had gone inside the kitchen, helping your mother put the leftovers in the refrigerator that he had asked your sister for help in getting a moment alone with your mother.

She had looked at him suspiciously before he promised her a signed picture by Natasha herself and your sister was sold.

So here he stood, looking around as your mother shows him your brother's room. You hadn't even tried to ask if you two could share a room. Not a road you wanna go down honestly.

"Its been a while since Tarun was home but don't worry the bed should be comfortable enough, that boy spent weeks choosing the most perfect, comfortable mattress"

Steve nods, looking around the room. The queen sized bed is placed against the wall on the right side of the room, a side table with a table lamp sits besides it. A full length mirror cupboard is besides the larger cupboard against the right wall. The front half of the room and nunerous shelves lined with different pictures of different places around the world. There is a study table with a spare keyboard and some some below the pictures.

"If you need anything just call me" she says smiling at him and moving to leave before Steve stops her

"I umm, I needed to ask you something" he says uncertainly

She gives him a small smile, motioning for him to say it

"I umm I-" he shakes his head, digging into his bag and producing the velvet box he carries everywhere "I wanna marry her"

Your mother's eyes widen as she looks at the ring and then at Steve in shock

"And I need your permission"

That seems to shock her even more "My- My permission?"

He nods his head

"Don't you western kids just decide to get married and then tell the parents?"

Steve shakes his head at her

"Your approval means a lot to Y/n and to me too. If you feel I am not the one for your daughter, If you don't want me to ask her,I won't"

He says solemly

"I love her but I know how important her family, her culture is to her and I would never wanna take that away from her. I know she wants the proper Indian wedding and I would love if you help us organize that"

A lone tear falls down your mother's eye as she moves forward and places a hand on Steve's cheek.

"You are a good boy Steve" she says smiling up at him and he bends down a little so she can place her hand on his head "You have my blessings beta"

Steve lets out a laugh of his own at that

"Thank you aunty I won't disappoint you. I just hope she says yes"

She smiles at him

"She would not have brought you here if she weren't completely sure of you, trust me"

Steve looks at her thankfully

"You take care of her" she says moving to get out of the room "and you can call me Mumma"

A grin takes over Steve's face as he moves to do a happy dance.

"That is if she says yes"

And the curve of his lips flattens as your mother leaves, laughing on her way out.

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kaleidescope-writes · 4 years

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Rest Your Mind, Darling

Requested By @the-departed-patato

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Hi I don’t know if I’m dong this correctly or not but I was wondering if I could request a Loki imagine/one shot/fic or something. Between the pandemic making my anxiety spike, being really sick right now (not with covid), and currently being on my period all at once I really need some Loki in my life. So I was wondering if you could do something with the reader in a similar spot (doesn’t have to be exact. Just kinda that ballpark) and Loki helps her feel better. (I would like it best if they lived with the avengers but no pressure you can do whatever you like.) I know this is super long so sorry for that but thank you.❤️~~~~

Loki x Female!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of anxiety, slight angst, Tears, Soft Loki, Fluff

The level of stress in a human body is rated on a 10-point scale. One being the ideal and almost completely impossible to reach level. Ten is the level at which the stress can take a serious toll on one’s mental health. Before the pandemic began, the average level of stress one experienced was between 4.9 and 5.8 on the ten-point scale. At least, that’s what you read.

Reading seemed like the only thing to do in your quarantined isolation in the Avengers compound. It started off well in the beginning. Having the choice to train, explore the compound, read something from the massive digital and physical library, spend time at the pool, and tons more activities. All of which you’d already done at least a dozen times. It was only supposed to last a few months until the summer months came around, allowing the heat to decrease the contamination rate. Unfortunately, that was not the case. For six months you were couped up in a compound with people you’d gotten used to seeing. That’s not to say that you had become bored of them, it’s just that after months of being in this situation everyone has become more irritable and on edge. In the beginning, it was entertaining to see Sam and Bucky bicker, but now it happens so often that it’s become background noise.

You too have become more irritable with everything going on. It was fine at first, only going as far as being so bored you start snacking on everything and everything you find. You had friends around you that you could talk to about certain things; Nat and Wanda being your go-to girls for woman-specific things. But at this point, you’d heard everything they would have to say. You heard every story, every complaint, every pet peeve, and everything in between. There was a feeling growing inside you that made hundreds of negative thoughts surround your mind. You could only describe it as a deep frustration-filled anxiety You tried desperately to soothe it, but nothing seemed to work. Things got worse when your period came rolling into town during the frustration and anxiety. It wouldn’t so awful had the frustration been at a manageable level. That was not the case.

So now, you’re laying in bed, lacking the motivation to do anything other than move around to get more comfortable. It was well into the hours of the afternoon but you still refused to get up and greet the day. You were well past the point of tears, feeling nothing but an unnervingly high feeling of anxiety as you laid in bed with the sheets covering your entire body. Despite your current position, you didn’t feel any ounce of comfort. Instead, it’s like all you knew was this awful feeling of dread that surrounded you.

“Darling?” a deep, sultry voice greeted as he silently entered the room. You didn’t move. You didn’t want to. All you wanted was to be here and stay in your room until uneasiness either magically disappeared or was eased by someone else. You felt the bed dip near your torso, cold hands grabbing the covers and slowly pulling them off your head. Once your eyes met’, his expression softened, taking in your disheveled and tired appearance. “What’s troubling you?” he asked in a soft tone that showed you just how much he cared. You sighed heavily, closing your eyes as you pondered whether or not to tell him what was going on. Loki took your hand in his, making you open your eyes. He silently urged you to tell him what was wrong in the same way he always does; looking at you intently as he rubs his thumb over your knuckles.

You sat up, not pulling your hand away from him. Opening your lips to speak, your words got caught in your throat. Your frustration increased as you weren’t able to form words to explain what was wrong. Struggling to say anything at all, your breathing began to increase at the same rate as your anxiety, rendering you a hyperventilating mess. Loki instantly sensed your troubles, leaning in to hold you as you breathed. “It’s alright. I’m here,” he soothed, letting you clutch onto his clothes as you began to sob softly. You rested your head on his chest, letting him hold you.

“I don’t feel ok,” you confessed in a whisper, “I haven’t in a while.” You felt him sigh, hold tightening slightly as you cried into his chest. “I’m here, darling,” he whispered into your hair, “I always will be.” You calmed your sobs to look into his eyes, tears still staining your face. “I haven’t been feeling well lately. I’ve been anxious and frustrated with the world and I don’t know how to make this go away.” Loki shushed you softly as he wiped the tears from your eyes. He held on to your cheeks and gave you the warm smile he only ever gave you. “I can help,” he cooed, “No matter what you need, I can grant it to you. I’ll do anything in my power to lift your spirits, my love.” You gave him a sad smile before burying your head in the crook of his neck.

You stayed in that position for a while, not wanting to pull away from the comfort that he surrounded you with, strongly smelling of pine and mint. Loki didn’t let go. He knew that the best thing he could do for you at the moment was to just hold you until you were ready to let go. He meant what he said about doing anything to make you feel better. You are his queen. He’d do anything for you. Your sobs began to calm down and were soon gone. You still held onto him, embracing his presence as your breaths became calmer and steady.

Slowly, you pulled away from him, looking into his deep green eyes once again. “Lie down with me?” you begged, voice still a little hoarse. Loki smiled softly, nodding once as he moved to lie down with you. He wrapped his arms around your center as you rested your back on his chest. Intertwining his legs with yours, Loki made sure you felt completely comfortable with him. You took in a deep breath, letting go of any remaining tension you had with the exhale. This is what you needed. To be embraced by the man you loved and have a calming moment where the only thought that crossed your mind was peace.

“Thank you, Loki,” you murmured, interlacing your fingers with his. “Of course, my queen,” he smiled, “I will always be here for when your unsettled mind clouds your thoughts. I will always help you carry any burden and make your uneasiness go away. I love you, Y/N. I’m here for anything you need.” You yawned as the weight of your emotional state made you feel incredibly tired. “Rest, my love.” Loki continued, “I promise tomorrow, your mind will be at ease. Whatever you need, I will be more than happy to comply. For now, rest your mind, darling. I love you, Y/N”

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It’s a bit short, but I hope you liked it!! I hope this helps you feel better even just a little. If there’s anything else I can do to help you feel better, please let me know. I hope you enjoyed it😘💖💖💖💖💖

Oh, and here’s a hug, just in case you need it.

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Just Enjoy it | 3 (M)

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Things had been going pretty well between you and Mark there was no awkward tension like you had anticipated - his kisses were more frequent now though you didn’t mind. There was the issue that you hadn’t told any of his friends that he worked with, the firm they all worked for was quite large each holding a job equally as important and they’d all been friends since you could remember. That was how you’d met Mark, you worked at the company for a short time before you completed your degree and worked for a small company with better benefits, on your days off all of you would get together to have a small cook out on the beach. It was nice. There weren’t many times when you felt at ease with your life before you began this unlabeled relationship.

“Did we buy enough sausage? Last time Jackson ate ten of them, so I don’t know if we should have got more,” Mark murmured as he looked at the cooler full of food, you’d prepped most of the little things the night before. The chicken and steak had been marinating for twenty four hours, the sausage was defrosted and all the sides were finished and cooled. You’d even pre cut all the toppings and veggies that had to be sauted on the grill or browned for flavor. Once everything was in the cooler organized you put the ice packs in it to keep everything cool for the hour long drive.

A small laugh escaped you, “I had Jaebum pick up a second box, the twenty five pack so we should, I got fifty sausages, with his twenty five thats seventy five sausages - it better be enough,” you snorted shaking your head a little as you sighed a little pushing a hand through your hair. You’d made enough potato salad, and cooled pasta to feed about thirty people because you knew just how much they liked it; this barbecue was going to go off without a hitch. “Text Bambam and make sure he and Yugyeom are bringing the drinks, if I have to go to the store because he forgot again I will drive there with him tied to the hood of my car,” Mark choked on his drink then laughed a little as he coughed then began to texted Bambam, he set his phone down, “you seem kind of nervous, wanna talk about it?” he inquired gently as he made his way to you resting his hands on your waist before kissing you sweetly on the lips making you smile. “Do we tell them?” you asked him softly, “or is this just between us?” it had been on your mind for so long now weeks of you not sure how to react to things around your friends scared that this was something to be hidden that things just wouldn’t be like this when the others were there. A low chuckle escaped him as he pressed his mouth against yours, an effective distraction from the emotions that were clouding your mind “We can tell them if you want, I don’t see the point though. I think they already know,” he told you as he pulled his lips away from yours leaving you almost breathless, how did they know? “and before you ask, they kind of saw my phone - the picture of us on it,” the cute smile that formed on his face was coy almost like he was embarrassed but not in a shameful way but more of a; they definitely teased him kind of way. A small ‘o’ formed on your face as you then understood, “so we just... enjoy it then?” you murmured and he nodded pressing his lips against yours again squeezing your sides, “we should go before I don’t want to leave,” he groaned in protest, you’d been taking things slow on the front of intimacy not wanting to rush into anything especially since things were so unlabeled. This was something you had grown to not want to end, his kisses and hugs were addictive but despite that you two had been closer and become even better friends because of it. “Fine but only because I’m starving and Jackson is the only one who can work the grill without it nearly killing him,” he huffed pressing a single kiss to your lips before picking up the cooler and taking it down to the car. Going to your bedroom you grabbed the bag with a extra set of clothes for both of you, more than enough towels for everyone since you knew that someone wouldn’t bring one for themselves, sun block and your Polaroid camera which you brought to every single get together. There were some interesting pictures in your scrapbook due to this, but you didn’t question it because they were your friends and these memories were precious to you. Taking the two beach bags down to the car you shoved them into the back seat then smiled, “ready?” you asked as you climbed into the passenger seat of the car then shut it when he nodded. “Then lets get out of here, we might even beat traffic at this rate,” The drive was relatively quiet, you just basked in each others presence which was nice, you’d both been working a lot lately so it was good to just be around the other without obligations to work. No deadlines, and no work phones to interrupt the moment, your fingers were lace with his, his thumb rubbing over the back of your hand. You couldn’t remember a time when you were more happy than this, when he parked at the beach he sighed in relief that it was still pretty much empty and Jackson had managed to secure them a good spot. “Leave it to him to be the early one,” “It’s cause he is picky about where he can put his grill is all, and he likes to be close to the water so we dont have to go far,” he chimed in then looked at you, “you okay? you look nervous still,” “I’m fine just, know we’re going to be teased a lot,” you tell him then laughed light heartedly before unbuckling then leaning over to kiss him gently on the lips, his hand removed it self from yours making its new home on the back of your neck as he kissed you deeply. When you pulled away you smiled then got out of the car, “Jackson come lift the heavy stuff! I’m weak!” you called to him and he looked up when he heard your voice then came jogging over. With ease he lifted the cooler carrying it to the beach setting it near the grill so he could get started cooking, “I prepared the sides, patato salad, cooled pasta, i made those little smokies with the bacon just have to throw the foil on the grill, there is cole slaw, beans should be heated, deviled eggs,” you rattled off and he nodded listening to you just like always. “Now the meat, there is steak, lots of steak and chicken, I prepped some veggie skewers which are also marinated. There are fifty sausages in there, JB is bringing twenty five more and he has all the plates and cups - so we might have to wait on him,” you said thoughtfully and Jackson nodded. “I only ate ten that one time, and now you guys over buy on sausages, “ Jackson whined a little, “and don’t think I didn’t see you smooching on lover boy over there in the car - I see everything ,” his stare was almost comical but you rolled your eyes shoving him a little then making your way over to the table to greet Bambam who came at you with open arms. Throwing yourself into his arms he laughed, he was like the little brother you never asked for - but you loved him nevertheless because he was really a sweetheart, someone who really deserved nothing but the best. Yugyeom looked at you with a shy smile and waved, you’d only met him a handful of times but he seemed nice enough when he and Bambam got excited there was no stopping the pair it was really something how they worked themselves up. “Oh you made it good,” you laughed seeing JB walked up with his hands full. It was times like this that you felt you were at peace your family surrounding you; because thats what they were. There was no secret that you were at odds with your own blood, they weren't the nicest and tended to be on the more conservative side of things whereas you weren’t. Thus you were adopted by these rowdy but wonderful group of guys who showed you more respect than half your family ever had. “So how long before Mark gets super jealous and makes out with [y/n] in front of us to prove a point?” Jinyoung asked as he helped JB set the stuff up on the table, a blush tinted your cheeks and you coughed a little before shaking your head. “Shut up,” you muttered throwing a cup at his head making him laugh a little, two arms wrapped around you his face buried in your neck. You knew who this was, “Hello youngjae,” you smiled as he hugged you tighter then picked you up a little. “Hey, I missed you - you canceled our shopping date,” he whined a little and you turned to look at him squishing his face in between your hands. With a small sigh you nodded, “I did, but I had a good reason I swear. I’ll make it up to you, promise,” you said then removed yourself from his arms before grabbing the drink cooler and helping them rip the bag of ice open letting it fall into the cooler. “[y/n]?” you heard Mark’s voice you turned your head to look at him and he nodded to the water. “Go, [y/n] - we got it,” Yugyeom smiled in assurance and you watched them for a moment before pulling off your swim suit cover and tossing it on a bench before grabbing Mark’s hand letting him walk with you into the water. You had been scared of the ocean till you met Mark, you never went into the water without him or someone by your side because you were positive sharks were what was going to ruin your entire existence. The water was warm, which was something that always seemed to amaze you - this huge body of water managing to be warm when your bath water was cold in less than an hour - and so the mystery continued.

Mark wrapped his arms around your middle kissing your neck softly making you giggle as he walked you deeper into the water, “Youngjae always touches you so much,” he whined into your skin making sure to leave a small red spot when he pulled away, “I know he is just like that with you, but it makes me feel weird now,”

You couldn’t help but feel a little giddy at the thought of him being jealous, “So.. what you’re trying to say is, you’re jealous?” his grip on you tightened at the words but it only solidified what you had thought originally making you giggle. He tilted your chin up and began the assault on your neck, biting, nipping and sucking probably leaving a purple bruise in the wake of his lips. A low whine escaped you and his hands slid down your back grabbing at your backside that was hidden by the height of the water - he took you deeper making you whine. He knew you hated going too deep so he held you to him, his lips still working over the skin on your neck his hands lifting you up slight then wrapping your legs around him once you were no longer able to touch the bottom but he was. He moved his lips from your neck and to your lips, the kiss was bruising and it was driving you wild in way you two hadn’t really played with yet.

Mark’s hands were teasing the line between playful groping and trying to be inside of your swimming bottoms, one hand wandered up cupping over your breast he removed the material exposing one to him his thumb teasing it gently before pinching lightly, “Mark, we can’t here,” you whined against his mouth.

“Yes we can, let me touch you, please?” he was begging and you whined a little, “Just hold onto me, don’t let go,” his voice was deeper than it had been just thirty minutes ago making your heart skip a beat before his hand slid between your thighs rubbing over the fabric of your bikini bottoms then sliding under the fabric teasing you in a way only a few had before.

“Just enjoy it,” he whispered, and suddenly pleasure rocked through your body as he ran his fingers over your heat. His index and middle finger working in tandem to bring you over the edge your breathing caught in your throat a strangled whine escaping you, “let go baby, just let me make you feel good,” he whispered in your ear as he worked his fingers faster over the bundle of nerves.

Suddenly your moans were coming in waves as your came, holding onto him as tightly as you could your face buried in his neck. When your eyes met his he had a satisfied smile curving his face as he brought your mouth to his, “You okay?” he asked softly as if he hadn’t done anything to warrant the love struck look you were giving him.

“I’m great,” you whispered softly and he chuckled a little before holding you close to him.

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